It's been five minutes since Hikotsuki Hokusai left.

Now the remaining number of players is 80.

However, despite the fact that Hikotsuki Hokusai had already left, he still hadn't left the woods yet.

Hikotsuki Hokusai's current location is the most edge of the entire forest.

Here, if he notices something wrong, he can hide back into the woods and observe the situation down the hill at the same time.

Yes, I forgot to mention that this is a forest that grows on the hillside and stretches all the way to the top.

"I just don't know how many people are still hiding in this wood."

Hokusai thought to the hilt of the knife at his waist and shook his head slightly.

And then just then, the announcement came up again.

[ID: Hinagami White Night killed ID: Castle Wild Crane 2231, the current number of remaining players: 79]

Another person was eliminated.

This is the twenty-first person killed by the young god White Night - yes, all of the people who were eliminated before died at his hands.

And among the twenty-one people, there were three people who went to fight against him in groups, and there were also six people who went to fight against him in groups.

But it doesn't make sense.

For the young god White Night, the number of characters is meaningless, on the contrary, it will add a little more convenience to his slaughter path.

Of course, this is not to say that teaming up to kill the young god White Night is useless.

It's just that the combat power of those groups that went to crusade against the Hinone God White Night was not enough to cause a qualitative change, so no matter how much they went, they were sent.

That's right, as long as quantitative change is not enough to cause qualitative change, then all quantities below the boundaries of qualitative change are just cannon fodder.

Hikotsuki Hokusai naturally understands this.

It's just that his way of fighting doesn't intend to follow this.

He has his own ideas.

……

In the spectator seats and viewing halls outside the stadium, the spirit of the audience is not much more relaxed than the players in the picture.

Especially Elise.

Whenever she saw Hinagami Hakuya kill a player in front of her, a touch of sadness rose on her face.

Of course, others don't notice.

After all, everyone's eyes are focused on the broadcast screen, and the broadcast screen is focused on the young god White Night.

This is not an eccentricity.

Because the broadcast screen will only focus on the person with the highest activity, the young god White Night, who killed twenty-one people in the first five minutes, will definitely become a well-deserved focus.

As for Hikotsuki Hokusai, who had been watching from the woods, he couldn't even tell the corner of a screen.

Then, a figure who was scurrying away appeared on the screen.

……

"Ha, ha......" A mage with a short staff in his hand was running desperately forward, and as he ran, he was constantly throwing some magic items and some spells that could be instantaneous.

But these are not a threat to the young god White Night.

These cute attacks couldn't even slow down his movement, and the young god Hakuya just blindly looked at the embarrassed figure in front of him, and then moved forward, forward.

White Night didn't use any movement skills, just walked on two legs to get close to the mage.

Probably because in his judgment, the mage no longer had any possibility of escaping from his hands.

"Monster! Monster! ”

Finally, the mage did not run away, but sat down on the ground with his ass tired, and then turned around and pointed the staff in his hand at the young god Shiraya and shouted.

"Why don't all spells work on you! I'm also an archmage who has passed the level exam! What the hell are you! The mage roared hysterically, though the roar was closer to wailing.

Hearing the mage's feeble voice, the young god White Night stopped in front of him.

But apparently he didn't seem to understand the meaning of those voices, so he just tilted his head at the mage as his answer.

"How dare you say to me, uhh————h

Then, just as the mage was about to curse something, a black tentacle pierced from the ground like a steel nail through his tail vertebrae, poking its head out of his cursed mouth, completing a one-step penetration through the stomach.

"Whoosh-"

The tentacles come and go quickly.

When the young god White Night withdrew the tentacle from the ground, the body of the impaled mage immediately turned to white light.

[ID: Hinone God White Night killed ID: Dao Law Nature, the current number of remaining players: 78 people]

"It seems that this group of people will not die to fifty, and they are really not ready to stand up and resist." Looking at this scene, Nangong Xiaya in the audience smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if he was feeling sad for the fulfillment of those words he had spoken at length yesterday.

……

The massacres continued.

Another five minutes passed, and the number of surviving players dropped sharply from seventy-eight to fifty-four.

Sure enough, what Nangong Xiaya said yesterday became a prophecy.

Unless the vested interests of the players are at least protected, they will not stand up and resist.

And these are all things that can only be achieved with prerequisites.

The premise is that players know that if they stick to the top 50, they will never fall into the loser's ranks.

So, to put it realistically, if the warriors on the battlefield knew that they could go to Valhalla after they died, then no one would be afraid of fighting.

It is only when the afterlife concerns are completely erased that the living will fight with all their might.

Now it seems that it is such a scene that is being staged in this battle royale arena.

……

"And four more."

Hikotsuki Hokusai meditated in his heart, and he still didn't act rashly.

He knew that the more the situation was like this, the more he had to calm down, and it just so happened that he was good at this.

"Then all to do now is to wait, and then when the quota is reduced to fifty people...... Start going out to find him. He thought to himself as he crouched on the canopy of a tree and looked down the mountain.

"But the surprising thing is that until now, all the eliminated players have all died at the hands of the young god White Night."

Hikotsuki Hokusai thought to himself.

"Could it be that all the players are secretly agreeing?"

"Before there were less than fifty, they all insisted on not killing each other, trying to live until that time, and then united together to crusade against the young god White Night?"

This thought couldn't help but make Hikotsuki Hokusai subconsciously nodded.

Because for the current situation, such a scenario is not impossible.

Otherwise, it really doesn't explain why all the people so far have died at the hands of the Hinagami White Night.

"Maybe we're underestimating the golden spirit that human beings burst out of when they are in a desperate situation, Lord Nangong."